Fuzz - II

Burning Wreath

Dead sage fill my page
words of age that set the stage
cats eyes set their sights
twisted skies are on the rise

In the valleys of the moon
where the sand stands still
watching the fathers watch
their rain burn from the hill

Free spech out my teeth

lie beneath the burning wreath
hot coal melted soul
pays the toll and breaks the mold

From these valleys we will bloom
sands will boil through
and leave the watchers watching
burning from the hill



Credits
Writer(s): Ty Garrett Segall, Charles Francis Moothart
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